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Subject: Blue Gold softly nuzzles her colts, giving Summer Wind a soft look, letting her know everything is alright around her. She swings her head, whickering her younger sister to come near. Author: Blue Gold [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 05:25:06 12/27/01 Thu Author Host/IP: NoHost/216.90.109.132 In reply to: Liberty 's message, "*colt smiles slightly at Finale's words, but still watches from beside his mother, not wanting to frighten the filly any more*" on 11:28:41 12/26/01 Wed [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date *Filly glances at the other foals and smiles. Then nuzzles *Blue Gold's* muzzle. Then nods to the other foals.*"Heylo."She smiles with bright brown eyes.* (NT) Summer Wind 16:41:15 01/03/02 Thu Slowly, almost awkwardly, she steps forward, plastering as big a smile as she can manage upon her delicate muzzle. "Hi." She stops at that, not having much else to say, and for fear her voice might betray her with a quiver. (NT) Malaak 21:34:29 01/09/02 Wed